the party

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"We have to go. They'll all be there. It's gotta be some sort of deal."

"But you're not invited?" You were being doubtful about this whole thing, it could be mega dangerous.

"I'm Bruce Wayne, I'll be welcomed most places. And if not, I'll bribe them with money."

you laughed and walked towards the spray painted mind map you made late last night.

"I have an idea." He said.
"Really? For the party or just in general?"
"For the party. Come with me."
He lead you up many sets of stairs until you stopped outside a room with large doors. it was padlocked tight. You knew exactly who's room this was.

"Bruce... why are we in here?"
"Just wait and see," you walked in and took in the surroundings, "I thought you would want to pick out some clothes for the party."
"In your parents room?"
"My mother was wild."

He opened the wardrobe to reveal hundreds of dresses with beautiful capes and amazing jewels.

"You need to pick something as slutty as you can find. You're essentially a distraction until I tell you not to be."

"Oh god. Okay. I can do that."

"I know you can." She had been a distraction for him for awhile.

He stood outside while she tried things on, occasionally she would ask him if something looked good. His answer would always be "sluttier".

She finally found a dress that was revealing yet movable. She walked out the door and he took the sight of her in. She was beautiful. Her hair was tucked behind her ears and the sparkling jewellery she was wearing didn't sparkle as much as her eyes did. The dress supported her upper half perfectly, and the colour complimented her features ever so much. Bruce was in awe, he had had a crush on this girl for a long time but this just brought it right out of him. He was starstruck by her, in every way possible.

"Bruce? Bruce?" He came back to focus, "so does this look good?"
"Yes, yes. Yes it does."
"Cool. I'll wear this then."
"Hand it over to me and I'll encrypt it. I think there's a way I can manipulate it so you can change into your suit quicker."
"That's fine. What should I wear on my feet?"
"I have something in mind but they won't be transformable. Can you fight in heels?"
"I didn't work in that nightclub for nothing."

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"He likes you, I can tell."
"What?" The maid was helping me get ready. She was busy putting on my blush when she mentioned Bruce.
"He's never ever shown interest in anyone before, I mean, he's never been out enough to even meet a girl. But you, came to him so naturally, and well I think he may even be in love."

"That's not true- he's not really a "having emotions" type of person."
"Oh you'll see about that. Now, I want you two to be extremely careful out there. And, just keep in mind what the media will say about you after this. The way things get around here isn't the best. Plus there's many girls that find Bruce attractive, they'll tear you down. Just a warning."
"Thank you. I guess I never really thought about that before hah. It doesn't bother me. Im a confident person."
"You know, Bruce was right about you."
"Huh?"
"You are pretty." Just then, Bruce came knocking on the door. The maid got up to let him in and he stepped further into the room. He looked smart in a suit. His hair was actually clean for once and he wasn't wearing eyeliner.
"Wow." We both said at the same time. We looked away from each other quickly and he held out a pair of laced leather high heeled boots.

"For the party." They we're certainly slutty.
"Holy shit."
"Can you fight in them?"
"Fuck yea. They're great."
"Meet me downstairs in ten. We need to leave stat."

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